Undressing Poems - Poems about Undressing

He’s certainly not pregnant doesn’t have a beer belly So, why does his stomach wiggle like jelly Only thing I can think of... ...

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Is it too late to put on a slouch hat and overcoat or is it too early for a T and shorts? I dress in the dark allowing time and light to expose its itself upon skin and eyes. This afternoon I will be busy until... This morning is late and cannot catch-up for it dawdled. As if aware of its own magical powered the...

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Oh, if I could pen of things meaningless! And stop this interminable soul undressing. This world, these times we live in, I do care about. I wish citizens would loudly against murder shout. Oh,no of sunflowers and Spring only do do we sing. Nations ignore their own ultimate undoing. Poets,a huge difference they can make. Expose any country out to kill and...

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At pasture's edge the last Tansy* sheds it's blossoms Common tansy is also known as golden buttons and garden tansy. Common tansy was introduced from Europe into colonial North America in the 1600s as an ornamental plant and for medicinal uses. Ironically, common tansy contains alkaloids that are toxic to humans and livestock if consumed in large quantities....

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‘They’ say there is no dress rehearsal in what is called life . . . Who are they what garments what is heard before and again? Existence or essence or merely the process of life-long learning? Does happiness require bad times for the light to shine strongly? Jean Paul had lived a care free and yet somewhat shallow reality Solid...

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Stood as tallest, Looking towards the sky Glancing the world surround, Abode for many, Mess for the world bunk room for any, Embodiment of kindness Staining is a hobby at intervals, Green is most favorite, Also like to dress in red and yellow! To the world, Me and my friends cry for one thing To make up us , keep us more charm, It’s painful to unmask our...

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miss Leyla has a body that launches ships and carves through mirrored glaciers, deep tanned to front and rear, I wish I was her masseur and while I watch her clothes fall off, to desk and chair, then to the carpet's ocean floor, I quickly turn away, she's moved me; I wish she was close and not three desks away: and slowly... oh so...

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The wind gently touched the colored leaves Shaking them ever so gently and watched As they glided gently downward to the ground Soft and colorful not yet crisp from the ever changing season's cold Soon the trees will be barren The green dress of summer changed to autumn's splendid colorful suit The wind smiled for it will have fun undressing and blowing autumn's...

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This rock of the brave In the Mediterranean Sea There is a Maltese Maiden A lure for me We will meet in it's Capital Steeped in history Valletta is it's name But for tonight it's our chemistry After a three hour flight In Malta I land To the hotel I am taken Corinthia Marina so grand I am now booked in On my balcony I await Looking over St...

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